The first time I saw Hypnospace Outlaw a wave of shock hit me: had someone really made the game I didn’t know I wanted all these years? I’ll explain, but first we have to go back. To the past.
While it is rather obvious from a glance that I’m not writing about the bible or a 16bit sega console, there’s still a perfectly good reason I chose to name this magazine “The Genesis Temple”. My first website, debuting in April of 1999, sported the very same name, being of course dedicated to all things Sega related. I also uploaded interviews with emulator developers and random tidbits of information about me, along with the rare Commodore64 game. Yeah, sure, Sega related!
It was hosted on a Geocities website, with hand made logos and images I made with Bryce3D and a little touch of Photoshop. Or maybe I should say Paint Shop Pro.
Here are a few chosen images of that beauty:
Hypnospace Outlaw brings you back exactly to that time, the wild west of websites. Those were the days when the best tool in your belt was, for those lucky few who had it, the rather cumbersome Microsoft Frontpage. The site contents were generally so jumbled that every website had a bit of Myspace/Facebook/Flickr/Tumblr/LiveJournal all together. The original Genesis Temple had a few external links and one description I wrote said “an hentai website with some emulators and Sega roms”. Yeah, cartoon porn and old 16bit games go together like bread and butter.
Finding things was never easy, you had to rely on Altavista, which proved useful only if you were lucky.
Well then, what if in those times there were strict rules enforced by the internet providers and you had internet sheriffs going around taking down websites and “illegal” content?
That’s where the player comes in, you browse around for infringing websites on the HypnOS platform. You find a copyrighted image? You strike it down! Then more orders will come in, hunt down violating users and take down the content! Enough strikes and the user will get permanently banned from HypnOS.
While that alone could be a sweet sadistic pleasure, much like reporting racist facebook comments, the game sports a perfectly recrated simulation of 90’s “home made” websites. The level of fidelity to a source material that is all but gone, shows that the trio of developers knows their stuff, Jay Tholen, Xalavier Nelson Jr. and Mike Lasch should be amply lauded.
If you’re further interested in reliving those peculiar times, I would also recommend you follow Tholen’s curated Spotify playlist of instrumental FM Synthesis music from 84-98, it’s wonderful.
In so far as game design, since that’s what this magazine is all about, this is the best title I’ve played all year. It sets out to develop a full simulation of 90s internet, along with a faux operating system, even recreating urban legends like “scroll your pointer to make the page load faster”. And it also succeeds at being fun to play.
Even if you weren’t there, you would know what it felt like to be “free”, when the net was anarchically different from the fearful times we’re experiencing today. While it would have been easier to reach for the rose tinted glasses, Hypnospace goes for a moderate critic of both past and present.
I also liked the bittersweet finale; the game does not really end, it just explodes. Making you feel a bit like the first man to walk the earth after a catastrophic event. Hypnospace also gifted us with wonderfully groovy tunes that reverberated all through the ‘net like Squisherz and the unescapable Hot Dad/Chowder Man songs which are, objectively, awesome.
Hypnospace Outlaw was a labour of love and all the care and attention shines throughout.
It is not a game for everyone, since it can be played at whatever pace you like and a minimal understanding of 90s culture is clearly required to fully enjoy some of the references.
This is not to say the game is perfect, I sure did wish some things to be implemented differently, like the currency to buy antivirus and plugins for your operating system that, at times, felt like a virtual paywall more than anything.
The ending could also have been a bit fleshed out and the game made longer even without adding any substantial content to what is already there, but that is beside the point.
Hypnospace Outlaw makes you question the role companies play in our freedom on the Internet, what we lost and what we gained since those glory days of the ol’ wild west.
In the heyday of personal websites, you play a small but essential role of guardian. Following orders is sometimes the only way to discover what is happening beyond the curtains. You will find out that, even when all hope is apparently lost, people will still pick up the pieces and rebuild.
If you were a kid in the early nineties, you owe yourself to try Hypnospace and feel all that dormant freedom rush back into your veins. Even if you were not, you will still experience that feeling. The crude website that meant so much to you, a bit like a diary and a home away from home. Sometimes I feel like it’s still there, waiting for me with the flame GIFs and the bloodstained background I stole from another website.
May it live on for all times.